Green Bamboo handed the evidence that Jin Shu had collected to Madam Jin.

"Madam, this is information that Miss asked Young Master to inquire about outside."

The list above contains all the houses, land, shops, and other properties that Granny Zhou acquired outside the home...

If you don't believe me, you can always check it out.

These things were of no concern to the magistrate's wife; she could easily find out everything with a simple search.

Over the years, she never imagined that an old nanny in the mansion could accumulate real estate comparable to that of a local tycoon!

This shows just how big a parasite the Jin family has been raising all these years! This parasite is so fat it's about to devour its master!

"Madam!! Madam, this was not my doing! Madam..."

"You dare call me that?! If you didn't do this, who did? Granny Zhou, I was thinking of sparing your life because you've served me for so many years, but I never expected you to ruin my daughter like this!"

Hey, don't kick them out! That's too easy on them!

All the servants and maids in Haitang Garden were to be beaten to death!

Upon hearing this, Granny Zhou's eyes rolled back and she fainted on the spot.

As for the other maids and servants, they knelt down and cried, each one wanting to beg Jin Shu for mercy.

“Now, who can stay in Haitang Garden unscathed? Just do as my mother said, let them all be beaten to death.”

These servants were bought with their lives already belonging to the Jin family.

The host family can do whatever they want with them; they are treated no differently than the chickens, ducks, fish, and meat in their own home.

At Madam Jin's command, all of these people were dragged away.

As for Jin Chuyao, who was just pleading for mercy, her mouth is now harder to pry open than a clam. She didn't even give him a second glance, let alone plead for mercy.

Granny Zhou fainted, but Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu were still somewhat rational and looked at Jin Chuyao, shouting for help.

"Second Miss! Second Miss, please say something! We don't want to die! We don't want to die, Second Miss!"

Jin Chuyao lowered her head, speaking with righteous indignation.

"You did something like this and you still want me to plead for you? At this point, I won't help you anymore!"

"Second Miss, you and my grandmother are the closest. You two visit each other often. Grandma has helped you so much. How can you just stand by and watch someone die!"

A hint of panic flashed across Jin Chuyao's face, but she quickly calmed down.

“It’s true that Granny Zhou used to help me manage the backyard, but public matters are public matters and private matters are private matters. No matter how good our relationship is, I can’t forgive her for making such a mistake!”

"Jin Chuyao!! You stood by and watched her die! Madam Jin, do you think she's as innocent as she seems? She's actually... um!"

Before he could finish speaking, a servant standing behind him struck him with a chop to the neck, knocking him unconscious.

Before she could finish speaking, Madam Jin turned her gaze to Jin Chuyao.

“Aunt, I have a clear conscience. You may investigate as you wish. If there is any problem, I am willing to let you handle it.”

Jin Chuyao remained calm and composed, while Madam Jin shook her head expressionlessly.

"Let's deal with these unruly servants first."

She would investigate the matter later.

That evening, weeping filled the Jin residence. Jin Shu frowned and clicked her tongue. Green Bamboo, who was standing nearby, quickly stepped forward.

"Miss, are you feeling sorry for me?"

Jin Shu turned over.

"It's too noisy. Go and gag those people!"

Green Bamboo: "..."

Sure enough, Miss is still the same ruthless Miss.

She'll have to serve him carefully and cautiously from now on, or she might be the next one to die.

After dealing with one group of monsters and demons, Jin Shou'an immediately and seamlessly replaced them with a new batch of servants.

However, Jin Shu did not ask for maids this time, but instead chose six strong and capable servants. If these servants were not all skilled farmers over thirty years old, and all had simple and honest appearances, they would have been even considered rough.

Otherwise, if this gets out, Jin Shu's reputation will be completely ruined.

Regardless, Jin Shu didn't care. Time was running out, and she needed to stockpile enough food before the natural disaster struck.

The seeds that were previously selected have already been hydroponically grown. Now that the weather is hot and dry, in order to replicate the most perfect hydroponic effect, Jin Shu took advantage of the quiet time to clear out a section of the stable, covered it with damp hay, and finally covered it with a layer of soft gauze.

In ancient times, the resources available were limited, but fortunately, the seeds provided by Ji were strong enough to grow tenaciously even in places where spiritual energy was so scarce.

Jin Shu's eyes couldn't see clearly, but she could find light and the outlines of large objects. So she carried the oil lamp to the stable, and groped her way to lift the straw little by little. The next second, a moist and warm smell rushed out, mixed with the fragrance of hay and the green scent of tender shoots.

Jin Shu squatted down and gently ran her hand over the culture box.

The tips of the tender buds pricked her palms and itched a little. Jin Shu couldn't see them, but she could sense the density and intensity of the growth through the touch of her palms.

As expected of the seeds left to her by the God of Millet, they grow faster than seeds cultivated in modern times, and their growth is quite impressive. Almost all of the original hundred or so seeds have now sprouted.

She needs to get these seeds mature and planted within a month, and then harvest enough high-quality seeds to plant a hundred acres of land.

She has already chosen the location; now all that's needed is to transplant these seedlings to a more spacious area.

Jin Shu spent the entire night figuring out the growth of each seedling.

There are more than a hundred precious seedlings in total, and they must all be planted safely. Losing even one would break Jin Shu's heart.

When Ji left the seeds to her, he told her that this packet of seeds was the hope for the survival of the common people.

It can thrive in ruins, barren land, drought, and floods.

It is an opportunity left to humankind by the gods.

He entrusted the seeds to Jin Shu because he trusted her to preserve humanity's precious opportunity.

"Jin Shu, you are the last deity with a Buddha-like heart that I have ever met."

This is how he described Jin Shu.

Compared to other indifferent gods, Jin Shu seemed to possess an extra heart of compassion.

She would not disregard innocent lives, nor would she discard a bag of ordinary seeds as useless trash.

Indeed, compared to those world-destroying treasures and magical artifacts, a bag of seeds seems far too ordinary.

But this bag of seeds, which would be a burden to any god, was treasured by Jin Shu for nearly ten thousand years.

Now this bag of seeds has finally come in handy.

As if sensing Jin Shu's dedication, all 130 rice seeds grew very well. Jin Shu transplanted them one by one into a small wooden box, to be planted the next day.

The next morning, Jin Shu summoned the servants she had just bought.

(End of this chapter)